After the holiday -- look for a post on feminism. I am percolating ideas now.
And in other news, below is a clue to our latest adventure as a family. Details Monday ....
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Monday, November 20, 2006
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A Pug?? I can't wait!
ReplyDeleteYou're going to roast a pug???
ReplyDeleteYou know I'm kidding...what a great way to spend the holiday! Enjoy her.
Happy Thanksgiving!
ReplyDeleteI know why those dogs breathe funny now...it's 'cause they have to stick that whole tongue back in that smooshed up little face. Sure and it gets stuck in their nose! It's all so clear now.
ReplyDeleteHave a great trip!
That roast pug thing has me cracking up several times a day now. I have no idea why.
ReplyDeleteWe talk about roasting Bucky all the time, in a luau, with an apple in the mouth. He's a little too old tho, tough ol' meat.
ReplyDeleteRoast pug? Is that like Turducken?
ReplyDeleteI think it would be more along the lines of a "turpugkey."
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